"Well, Julia. Had any more thoughts about your decision not to be our Pagan Sacrifice? You want to be the biggest draw of the day, don't you? This is ...he only way, my dear. Shall we get it over with now?"Julia smiled sweetly and said "You just don't give up, do you? And I'll thank you to call me Miss Raynsford in future, Mrs Jenkinson. I greatly dislike your unsolicited and odious familiarity, as does my Uncle."Mrs J paled with rage at this coolly delivered rebuff and a scintilla of doubt. I tentatively agreed to a sitting for Katie if I could keep the negatives. They reluctantly agreed, and we set up a meeting.The location was an old bankrupt medical supply building not too far from the city hospital, downtown. It was an abandoned storefront with antique equipment strewn about the premise. There, Katie and I met a couple of guys about my age in the front of the store. It was once a showroom, but now there was trash spread around the floor. They led us to the back, where the. ” I confirmed. “One which I am happy to perform.”I seated Mr. Dawes at the table, where the other family members were waiting for him. They immediately set to the food in front of them. I noticed Miss Catherine glaring at me for causing her father to be delayed, and stopping the rest from starting breakfast. I returned her stare with a bland look. I got a tongue out in return, which I ignored. Her parents were busy eating, and missed this silent warfare.Finally, who should sweep in but Miss. Beautiful contrasting colours where the swim briefs had kept my privates and buttocks a baby pink, it was almost as if I was wearing a see through swimsuit there was such a noticeable difference between the two. The only bit that wasn't so distinct was my butt, as I craned round to view it in the mirror, just above the top of my arse crack where it would have disappeared into my swimming trunks. Getting my swimming trunks in the same position each time I was sunbathing was not easy, and it's.